Coming up roses [Canary]

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Early morning in Gotham City. The sunlight was reflecting it's rays all over town as it peeked over the city-wide landscape. Off of skyscrapers and display windows, small businesses and the rear view mirror of most likely every car or form of public transportation n the streets n this busy borough. And while most of the citizens were either shuffling off to work or still slumbering away the hours the young 18 year old was somewhere Jun between as she carried the last box she had to tote down the stairs of an apartment building that could best be described as dilapidated compared to some other residences in Gotham. This young lady had not only had enough but was about to shuffle off and flush the rest of her savings down the drain night by night in a hotel from until a better, more permanent residence comes along.

It was either that or admit defeat and go back to Fawcett City with her tail between her legs.

Pass!

A better home fist requires a job and as much as she loved them she wanted to go back and sponge off her parents less than anything. She had something to prove to herself and defeat wasn't a word to be found in her vocabulary. She'd already told the landlord off goodbye and away she went wearing the only change of clothes she hadn't packed, consisting of ladies slacks, tan ones, and a white blouse. Her hair was in a ponytail and she had dark designer sandals on her feet.

After the last box of her possessions was nestled into her yellow PT Cruiser, away she went at approximately quarter til 8 A.M. on this Tuesday morning. First order of business a quick slide through a drive through for a sausage, egg and. cheese sandwich and hot coffee and then off to Gotham Florist. Flowers were one of her favorite things and though she didn't envision spending the rest of her life as a florist she needed cash asap.

20 minutes and a burp with her hand over her mouth later she pulled into the parking lot of the florist shop, stepped out with her head held high after checking her hair and makeup and casually walked in with a confident air bout her. She'd never lacked for confidence, not in her life. Mary Bromfield could only pray she was here at the right time as she greeted who she hoped was the owner and smiled brightly.

Hello, my name is Mary Bromfield, I came to inquire about a job opening?

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A snip of a steam of a rose, placement here and there. Wait, this petal looks worn. Snip snip! "Ahhh that's better!" She was finally done with a beautiful arrangement of red roses for a young man spending his first wedding anniversary with his wife in a café nearby. The woman then looked at her phone noticing the time, it was almost time to delivery this beautiful bouquet. "Where is that girl?"

Thinking about her daughter who was supposed to be helping her with deliveries today. It hasn't really became busy in the shop but with just too people it can become overwhelming. A help wanted sign has been placed in the window and at a local coffee shop in town. We just need someone who can run the front counter and do a few deliveries, it's not a hard job. The last shop girl she had decided to move to Metropolis with her boyfriend, good luck with that, she will be back!

The shop was her baby, well not her only baby, her daughter Dinah is her world, but this shop is what keeps her going in this city. She had started the shop after marrying her longtime boyfriend Larry Lance, her now late husband. She missed Larry so much, it had been seven years since his death but she still thought of him daily. "Oh Larry, what am I going to do with Dinah.... She is late again for the delivery..." Talking to her late husband in a more spiritual way than a mental disorder sense.

Interrupting her thoughts a young woman walked through the front door making the bell above the door chime. The aged beauty then looked up form her work and greeted the young lady. "Hello! Welcome to Gotham Florist! I'm Diana Lance, how may I help you today?" The girl mentioned the job opening. "Oh yes! How old are you? Have you any experience? Cashier perhaps? I mostly need someone to run the register, take arrangement orders and do a few deliveries... Still interested? I'm pretty good to work for." Diana chuckled.

"Not tooting my own horn here..." The woman then smiled.  

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The older woman sure liked to talk a lot. That was the first thing Mary noticed. She'd barely had time to breathe in the midst of a flood of questions and sentences from the proprietor. She gave the first impression being really nice though, which earned a warm smile from the younger lady that just walked in. The fact that she seemed to be talking to someone and yet no one else was within earshot when she walked in struck Mary as being on the odd side but she didn't address it.

Out of the corner of her left eye, she caught further glimpse of some of the inventory, admiring more of the beauty of the place while she awaited her turn to speak again. it's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs Lance. She offered a handshake. I am 18 years old and I do have experience working a cash register. This is the first time I have worked n a flower shop, I must admit, but I am a quick learner and I do enjoy flowers. She smiled again at the older woman's friendly, infectious attitude. I am definitely still interested, and I can start as soon as necessary.